Colossus (Joining thread!)

The alpha female left the cubs in her mates capable paws as she again went to stretch her legs. The pack had met the babes but a day ago, and from then on, they would develop and flourish. The alpha female strode toward the borders to investigate the Hollow, but there was a new scent on the wind—one that caused her to alter her course. In due time she arrived to where the pale male stood, large and promising in appearance. Still, she could smell the youth on him... they had four cubs in their ranks. If the wolf before her couldn't hunt himself, that was the end of his road here. With cubs of her own, Tonravik could not foster another. 

She did not recognize him, or know that he had been with the Spine long, long ago when Cara had reigned. Perhaps it was for the better, because she would have known who had fostered him. She stopped only when she was before him, the bear-like woman drawing herself to her full height and looking down to him expectantly. He was not too close to the land, which stopped her from outright attacking... so the floor was his own. Her plume was rigid above her hindquarters as she waited.